Our Divisional Headquarters left Albert for good on October 17th.

We made our way to our abode at Canaples.

We only stayed there two days and then went on to Bernaville and Frohen Le Grand, spending a night in each place, and on Sunday arrived at the Chateau of Le Cauroy, which we were afterwards to make our headquarters in the last year of the war.

I was billetted in a filthy little room in a sort of farm building and passed one of the most dreary days I have ever known.

It was rainy and cold, and every one was tired and ill-humoured.
I had a strange feeling of gloom about me which I could not shake off, so I went over to the Cure's house at the end of the avenue and asked him if I might come in and sit beside the fire in his kitchen.